Chapter 370 Three Life Sutra

As soon as he turned his mind, Moke felt that he had entered an area. Suddenly, his body and mind were smooth and he was wrapped in infinite golden light. This golden light was the golden light of merit!

The whole area is about 10,000 meters in size, all of which is full of faint merit golden light. At the end, it is a crystal-like white gold, which looks round and seems to be a 10,000-meter-sized crystal ball.

"buzz..."

The golden light of merit rippled slightly, like the ripples of water, which made Moke indescribably comfortable. His thoughts were clear and wisdom burst out. Five-colored lotus flowers gushed out of the void. The strange fragrance hit the whole sky, covering the whole circle of thousands of miles. The colorful lotus flowers emitted, and a pair of pictures appeared.

There are heavenly girls scattered flowers and glass bliss. The colorful phoenix in the sky, the fairy bird spread its wings, the golden dragon in the merit pool on the ground, the auspicious purple silk ethereal, the high mountain spiritual platform, the old pine plate, on the crane holding the ganoderma lucidum, in the thunder sound of the treasure, the reli hanging in the sky, shining thousands, the golden body arhats put their palms together to sing, the voice will come out, and the vulgar thoughts disappear.

This scene in front of us is generally the same as the Pure Land of Bliss in the West recorded in the Buddhist scriptures!

At the same time, the void emitted a magnificent white gold warm light, and suddenly condensed an illusory body. He was a young monk with beautiful eyebrows. The monk's robe was tattered but had a holy smell of lotus. His face was smiling, and his eyes were deep and wise, like an all-knowing wise man. There is an illusory blue boulder under his feet.

He walked away and moved forward leisurely. Every step was comfortable and happy. Every step, a fragrant white lotus flower was born on the boulder out of thin air. At the same time, his body would also be clear, and he came to the opposite side of Moke's soul in an instant.

"Amitabha... Master!"

His heart was shocked, and Moke hurriedly put his hands together and saluted respectfully.

The monk in front of him has been in his dream since he was born. Later, Moke was asked by the heart demon in the fairy mansion and almost collapsed. It was the monk who appeared in the crystal ball, eliminated the heart demon, rescued himself, and cut off a few wisp of green threads in his heart.

It can be said that although Moke has only met this monk once, he feels that he seems to have been with him for thousands of years. At the same time, Moke suddenly remembered that if he could get a large amount of merit and golden light, so that he could moisten the crystal ball and the last remnant soul left by the monk in it, he could still meet him.

Everything became logical, and Moke thought of the scene he had seen before again, and his heart suddenly jumped wildly.

After that trace of white and golden light appeared, the virtual shadow of the Great Gaya Bodhisattva and 17 high monks actually worshipped him!

Who is this monk? Why does it always appear in my dreams? Why did you leave a crystal ball in my body? Suddenly, Moke's mind was so conjuven that it was difficult to calm down.

Looking at Moke kindly, the young monk's virtual face bloomed like a lotus flower, and he said leisurely, "Little guy, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon. Your heart is not calm, which is not good. Cultivating Buddha is to cultivate your heart, and all kinds of pains and sins are added to your body, just like watching fire across the shore, leisurely and self-contained. This is the true essence of Buddhism.

With a feeling in his heart, Moke hurriedly put his hands together and said respectfully, "Thank you for your advice! The little monk Moke is stupid, but I have something to ask the master, who are you? Is it a Bodhisattva of my Buddhism? Or..."

Moke didn't say the next words, because the news was so shocking that he couldn't believe it.

With a faint smile, the young monk shook his head slightly, "I can't say, I can't say... Little guy, your strength is still too weak and your spiritual cultivation is too weak. Now you know too much that it is not good for you. In the future, if you can find my congenital chaotic spiritual treasure three-life stone and refine it, all the mysteries will be solved naturally. As for your position, it is the relicacy of goodness in my body when I fell. It is infinite. It takes more massive merit and gold light to exert its real power. I have already recognized you as the master. In the future, you will inherit the mantle of the poor monk.

This young monk's temperament is like a holy lotus flower, which is unfathomable, with a gentle, holy and boundless breath. In this breath, Moke has a feeling of throwing himself into his mother's arms.

"Inherit his manor! Reliko!"

Moke's heart was shocked, which was like a terrible wave. In Buddhism, even Bodhisattva may not be able to condense the relith. Is this monk actually the existence of that series?

However, even if Moko wanted to break his head, he could never recognize the identity of the monk in front of him.

After casually exploring Moke, the young monk smiled holy and said to himself with satisfaction, "Well... Sure enough, it has its own days, causal reincarnation, little guy, your current strength is the best time to inherit my manor. Come and see!"

After saying this, the young monk shook his finger and pointed out. Suddenly, the golden light full of merit filled this 10,000 meters of space was restrained and became more and more dazzling. Finally, with a bang, the infinite golden light dissipated, and an emerald was dripping. A dragon-like winding bodhi tree appeared, and the precious light bloomed. On the bodhi tree, it actually condensed. Three thousand carvings of Bodhisattva are all swaying, making a wonderful Buddha sound like nature.

"This... This... This..."

Moke was stunned. Among these relics, he felt the purest essence of Buddhism, all of which were extremely mysterious, obscure and pure. He shot slightly, and felt the breath of the Great Sanskrit Sutra in a bodhisattva, as well as the breath of the Diamond Sutra and the Pudu Sutra.

However, this breath seems to be more mysterious, pure and the most fundamental mother scripture than the scriptures he knows.

"Three thousand Bodhi scriptures, three thousand branches of Buddhism... What's the connection between them?" Moko was swayed and short of breath.

Looking at Moke kindly, the young monk's eyes seemed to have penetrated the void for thousands of years. Seeing the endless past, he was stunned.

The golden light of merit originally had infinite wonderful use, blessing the body, without touching the cause and effect, and won the love of heaven and earth. At this moment, Moke quietly felt that three thousand shares were the purest, vast, the mysterious essence of Buddhism flowed in the heart, wisdom kept flashing, and there was a feeling of enlightenment.

Strongly suppressed this excitement, Moke put his hands together and said again, "Master, this bodhi tree, there are 3,000 bodhisattvas among them, but the purest practice method of the three thousand branches of my Buddhism, many mysteries?"

"Yes, not only that, but I also want to teach you my Buddhist scriptures and the Three Life Sutras of Ten Thousand Buddhas! Only when you have practiced the three life scriptures of ten thousand Buddhas can you control these three thousand Buddhist scriptures and truly achieve the infinite Buddhism! Remember, the sea of Buddha, don't provoke!" The young monk Xiang opened his mouth and warned Moke.

The name of the sea of Buddha, Moore Kong is naturally like thunder. The sacred objects in Buddhism contain the true essence of Buddhism, and the young monk in front of him actually wants to provoke himself? Moke himself didn't know why. He believed it for no reason and nodded affirmatively.

With the light of wisdom all over his body, the young monk said again, "Little guy, do you remember the Buddha's wish born in your heart under the guidance of my language?"

Hearing the other party's question, Moke's face suddenly looked solemn and solemnly said, "My disciple's ability to live a poor life makes the world, the world, and the affectionate sentient beings in the world of hundreds of the Ganges and sand world. Everyone understands each other, is honest with each other, independent and compassionate, and builds a truly free, infinite and pure land!"

"Good! Good disciple, why don't you call me a master? I don't have much time. I want to give you ten thousand Buddhas and three lifetimes as soon as possible, and I will have a lifelong manta" The young monk nodded with satisfaction and was very gratified.

"The master is on the top, and he will be worshipped by the apprentice!" He crawled respectfully on the ground, and Moco worshipped him.

The other party is obviously a Buddhist monk who is willing to teach him the true essence of Buddhism. Naturally, Moke will not refuse. Moreover, Moke has a lot of good feelings for him. Buddhism does not have the rule of worshiping a master like Confucianism, and Moke does not think much about it.

"Good, good... Ten thousand Buddhas and three lives, the original inheritance!"

A quiet smile appeared on his face, and the illusory shape of the young monk suddenly swung, the infinite white and golden Buddha light suddenly condensed, and its shape disappeared. A dazzling white and golden flame suddenly flashed. The vast essence of Buddhism, a supreme Buddhist classic called the Three Life Sutra of Ten Thousand Buddhas, was integrated into the soul of Moke.

"The resentment of all sentient beings in the world, and I am free from the world. Cut off the three good and evil thoughts, and the red lotus industry will not touch the fire. Born to know heaven and earth, another disaster..."

The sound of leisurely Zen singing echoed, and the mysterious young monk completely disappeared, leaving Moko alone, and his mind was silent in the endless Three Life Sutra of Ten Thousand Buddhas.